fic: There's some words I never told you
Title: There's some words I never told you
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~ 3 700
Summary: Total schoomp! (Pretty porny schoomp, though.) What happens when Jared catches Jensen jerking off?
Warnings: No warnings besides the porn. It's a happy fic!
Disclaimer: This is not real. No harm intended, no profit made. As far as I know, Jared does not jump on Jensen and fuck him blind even if he says Jensen's ass is pretty.
After years of practically living in each other’s pockets, Jensen had grown pretty good at ignoring stuff like Jared’s warm hand resting right above his knee. So really, Jensen’s stomach shouldn’t have been flipping over when in the car trip home after fourteen hours of shooting Jared pulled him in for a hug and after that left his warm, huge hand on Jensen’s thigh.
Jensen guessed he was more vulnerable when he was tired. Also it had been a week since his last orgasm, while Jared had been getting groceries, so maybe it wasn’t such a miracle Jensen was slowly getting hornier and hornier. Living with Jared was a blast, but the lack of privacy really made some things harder to take care of.
Jensen let his mind wander in attempt to shake off the arousal Jared’s closeness was causing him to feel. They had run out of milk, so Jensen had sent Jared to buy some, claiming that it was his idea to make the damn waffles in the first place and if he really thought Jensen was going to make those for him he really shouldn’t whine about it.
Jensen had to lock the dogs to Jared’s bedroom while he jerked off. He couldn’t do it while they were watching. They seemed to have superpowers anyway and Jensen didn’t think it was impossible they could tell Jared just exactly what Jensen had been doing while he'd been gone.
“Jensen?” Jared asked suddenly, nudging him slightly with his elbow. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just tired,” Jensen replied shortly, rubbing his hand over his face. He wasn’t lying, he really was tired. “I’m starving,” he added.
“Me too, we should really go pick up something to eat, I don’t think anything we have in the fridge is actually edible.”
Jensen saw his chance. “You should go get us something to eat. Please? I’ll cook you something next weekend.”
Jared smiled something like amusement in his expression. “Okay.”
-x-
Later when the door closed after Jared, Jensen sank on the couch, sighing. He didn’t want to waste any time so he opened his jeans and pulled his already half-hard dick free, giving it a couple of lazy tugs. He felt a bit out of mood, finding it hard to concentrate on any of his usual fantasies. Knowing perfectly well that was because his usual fantasies didn’t include Jared, Jensen tried harder to imagine a hot, faceless guy making him swallow his dick.
It didn’t work. Instead it was Jared’s body in front of him, Jared’s hands cupping the back of Jensen’s head, feeding Jensen his cock. Yeah, just like that, so desperate for it, so fucking needy.
Jensen rubbed up and down the length of his cock, slicking it with pre-come. He felt his breath get heavier at the thought of Jared doing those filthy things to him. God, he wanted to suck Jared’s cock so bad. He moved the hand that had been playing with his nipples to rub over his lips, sucking two fingers in hungrily, imagining it was Jared’s dick in his mouth, hard and hot.
Jensen closed his eyes, breathing through his nose, now three fingers in his mouth stretching it wide, just like Jared’s dick would. With his other hand Jensen moved his thumb over the head of his leaking cock, moaning around his own fingers.
Feeling it was too much, too soon, Jensen pulled his fingers free with a wet noise. “Oh God,” he moaned, feeling his cheeks go hot and his heart beat fast in his chest, jerking his cock with faster movements. Yeah, like that, come for me Jensen, Jared was saying in his head, grinning smugly, licking his tongue over his lips.
Jensen imagined it was Jared’s hand on his dick instead of his own, making himself gasp with sensation. He moaned out something incoherent from the back of his throat without really meaning to. “Nngh.”
He was close, so needy after a week of no chance of this kind of release whatsoever that he was going to come only after a few minutes of touching himself. Imagining Jared over him, fucking him, Jensen felt like he was going to lose it any second now.
That was when Jensen heard the front door of the house opening. His heart skipped a few beats. Too far gone to stop now, Jensen hoped panic settling in his belly that Jared wouldn’t open the living-room door. Jerking himself off frantically Jensen bit his lower lip forcefully to prevent any sound from escaping his mouth.
“Jensen?” Jared shouted from the kitchen, and Jensen jumped in his seat. His legs felt shaky and his face was sweaty. Not to mention his dick that was aching with the desire to come. “Have you seen my wallet?”
Jared opened the door to living room and looked at Jensen questioningly, before realization dawned over him. Jensen watched as Jared’s mouth fell open when he saw Jensen, his dick hard in his hand, cheeks flushed. “Holy shit Jen,” Jared mumbled breathlessly, eyes wide open.
Jensen tried to tell Jared to get the fuck out, but all he could muster was a raspy, “Jared.”
Before Jensen could tell what was happening, Jared closed in on him and sat next to him on the couch, reaching for Jensen’s dick.
“Jared,” Jensen said again, trying to make it sound like no but letting out a desperate moan instead.
“Shh,” Jared hushed him, detaching Jensen’s hand from his dick and replacing it with his own. “You are so beautiful like this,” Jared said, his voice breathless and low, sinful. “Just like I always imagined you would be, your cheeks red and eyelashes fluttering, oh my God.”
Jensen grabbed Jared’s collar with both hands, hanging onto him, pulling him close and pushing him away at the same time. He was desperate to come but he felt shameful. Jared shouldn't be seeing this, he thought mind racing.
“Come for me, baby, you’re so close,” Jared mumbled hotly to Jensen’s ear, cupping Jensen’s face with his other hand. "And relax, Jen, just relax."
Jensen couldn’t help the stupid noises he was making. The moment was surreal, this couldn’t be happening, “Jared, Jared, I -“
“Come for me, Jensen.” Jared said once more and Jensen felt the muscles in his lower stomach tense and release, the waves of his orgasm hitting him forcefully. Jared rubbed him through it, holding Jensen close to his clothed body.
Jensen came down panting, trying to wrap his head around what had just happened. Jared had jerked him off. Jared had caught him jerking off and -
“Jensen, open your eyes,” Jared’s warm voice said right next to him. Jensen obeyed, meeting Jared’s eyes and trying to find hints of disgust or hate there. Jared’s eyes were searching and unsure, but he didn’t look grossed out and Jensen let out a sigh of relief.
He looked away, desperately trying to get his thoughts together. “What just happened?” he whispered to the silence between them. He heard Jared swallow.
“I’m sorry,” Jared said quietly, moving away from Jensen to the other end of the couch.
Jensen shook his head. “Don’t be,” he said and tried to catch Jared’s eye, to tell him it was okay. It was more than okay, obviously, as far as Jensen was concerned. He wondered what could have made Jared do what he did. Maybe he’d thought Jensen wanted him to and now he was freaking out after thinking he would just make Jensen a favor. That sounded like Jared, thinking everyone else before himself. Jensen felt something clench in his chest. “You didn’t have to,” he said softly.
“I know,” Jared said and finally met Jensen’s eyes. “I wanted to.”
Jensen raised his eyebrows, surprised. If he was expecting something, this certainly wasn’t it.
“You wanted to?” Jensen encouraged Jared to go on carefully, feeling dizzy and awkward in his skin.
Jared just watched him for a second, smiling sadly. “Yes, I wanted to. I’ve wanted that - you - for a long time. And I’m so sorry. This was not how I wanted you to find out.”
Jensen shook his head, moving closer to Jared, cupping his head in his hands, waiting him to say no. When Jared just blinked, confusion written all over his pretty face, Jensen leaned in and kissed him.
It took a moment for Jared to catch up with what was happening, but then he groaned into Jensen’s mouth and kissed him back hungrily, slipping his tongue into Jensen’s mouth, warm and tentative. Jensen rubbed his hands up and down Jared’s back, feeling his own dick twitch again.
“Jen,” Jared said between kissing Jensen and biting softly at the older man’s lower lip, “are you sure?”
Jensen just kissed Jared deeply, burying his hands into Jared’s long hair, pulling him closer. After a few moments of kissing Jensen moved his right hand between them and cupped Jared’s dick through his jeans.
“Oh,” he let out, feeling the hard length of Jared under his fingers. Jared’s cock was huge and Jensen’s mouth watered at the very thought of it.
“Get me off,” Jared mumbled, biting at Jensen’s neck and placing hot kisses there, marking him up. Jensen undid Jared’s belt with shaky hands and opened his zipper, wrapping his hand around Jared’s cock.
Jared moaned when Jensen pulled away from him, dropping onto his knees on the cold tile floor. Jensen soaked his lips with his tongue and saw how Jared’s eyes tracked the movement intently. He grinned.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time,” he said lowly and kissed the head of Jared’s cock, Jared’s pre-come slicking his lips.
“Oh my God, Jensen,” Jared moaned above him, “so hot, you don’t even know.”
Jensen grinned against Jared’s cock, licking wet stripes over the length of it. Jared bucked his hips up desperately.
“Quit teasing me, Ackles,” he said, almost growling, grabbing the back of Jensen’s head with his left hand and pressing it back against his cock. “Take it, Jen.”
Jensen cocked up one eyebrow and sucked the head of Jared’s cock, wrapping his hand around the base of it, squeezing lightly and smiling when he heard Jared gasp. Jared’s hand was a steady pressure in Jensen’s neck, not quite forcing but encouraging him to swallow Jared’s cock further down.
“Come on, man,” Jared said lowly, “open up for me.”
Jensen did. Locking his eyes with Jared’s, never once looking away, Jensen swallowed Jared's cock as far as he could manage, wrapping his palm around the rest of Jared’s beautiful dick.
“Oh, so pretty, so goddamn beautiful, my cock stretching your mouth wide, and your eyes, Jensen,” Jared was talking, clearly unable to stop himself, and Jensen felt his own cock getting harder. Jared’s cock hit the back of his throat and Jensen gagged slightly, but didn’t pull away. His eyes watered but he didn’t look away from Jared’s face.
Jared’s hands were holding Jensen’s head in place as Jared started fucking into Jensen’s mouth with slow thrusts. Jensen let him, moaning around Jared’s dick, focusing on Jared’s flushed face to keep from gagging. Working his tongue under the length of Jared’s cock Jensen cupped his balls, making Jared buck forwards unintentionally.
“So good, Jensen, your lips, oh,” Jared said under his breath, every word making Jensen more enthusiastic to try and swallow him all the way down.
After a few moments when Jared’s breathing turned shallow Jensen pulled away with a soft noise, getting up on his feet and kissing Jared’s mouth hungrily. Jared curled his hand around his own dick, desperate to come, but Jensen pulled it away.
“Jared,” he said, his lips touching Jared’s when he spoke, “I want you to…”
“You sure?” Jared asked before Jensen could finish the sentence.
“Yes,” Jensen breathed and pulled Jared’s shirt off over his shoulders. Jared kicked his jeans over his feet. Jensen smirked, pinching one of Jared’s nipples between his forefinger and thumb and soon replacing them with his mouth, licking and sucking over the younger man’s chest, marking him.
Jared pulled Jensen to sit on his lap but Jensen shook his head. “Lube,” he explained and smiled. “Don’t touch yourself.”
“You’d better hurry,” Jared hollered after him as Jensen searched for the bottle. Finding it from his stack of socks Jensen shook his head in amusement and sprinted back to the living room, finding Jared stretched out on the sofa, watching Jensen with heated expression.
“You have no idea how hot you are,” Jared said and bit his lower lip between his teeth.
Jensen scoffed. “Right back at you.”
“I know how hot I am,” Jared said. “You, on the other hand, have no idea.”
Jensen blushed. His skin felt too tight on him and he handed Jared the bottle of lube, wishing he’d drop the subject. It wasn’t like Jensen had serious low self esteem issues.
“Fuck me,” Jensen replied after a few moments of meaningful gazing.
Jared stood up. “Bedroom?”
Jensen smiled. “Bedroom.”
He turned around to walk ahead, when Jared lifted him up, giggling.
“Put me down!” Jensen yelped, curling his arms around Jared’s shoulders instinctively. Jared just laughed, carrying him towards the bedroom, calling him the girl of their relationship. Jensen’s belly flipped at the mention of ‘relationship’.
“So this is?” he asked quietly before could think better of it. He wanted to slap himself when Jared stopped and put Jensen down, turning him so they were face to face.
Jared watched him silently for a few seconds. “Do you want it to be?”
Jensen shrugged. “I asked you first.”
A hint of smile appeared to Jared’s face. “I know I’d like it to be,” he replied slowly, studying Jensen’s face.
“Me too,” Jensen said, a bit too quickly for his own liking. Jared rewarded him with a blinding smile and a hot kiss.
They made their way to Jensen’s bedroom - since it was closer - kissing and touching each other everywhere. Jensen giggled when Jared touched his sides lightly and Jared teased him ruthlessly about it. "You're ticklish! Jenny is ticklish!"
Jensen felt turned on and happy. Doing this with Jared didn’t feel weird at all. After everything they’d been through together this was just another thing they could share. It felt only natural, and safe, because no matter what Jensen knew he could always count on Jared.
“This feels right,” Jensen said, partly because he wanted Jared to know how he felt and partly because he wanted him to agree. Not quite meeting Jared’s eyes Jensen studied his body language, feeling a rush of relief wash through him as he saw Jared smiling brightly at him.
“I know!” Jared beamed, flailing a little with his oh-so-muscular arms. He looked ridiculous, and in that moment Jensen felt so fond of him. Jensen laughed and nodded, sitting on the side of the bed, inviting Jared in.
“Okay,” Jared said, flopping down on the bed, “how do you want to do this?”
“I want to see you,” Jensen said lowly, rolling on the bed so he was on his back next to Jared, his cock hanging hard between his legs.
Jared nodded and swallowed, wrapping his hand around Jensen’s cock, reaching for the bottle of lube with his other hand. Jensen breathed heavily, watching as Jared slicked his fingers with the lube carefully.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jared said silently, grabbing Jensen’s balls once before circling two fingers around his hole.
“You’re not going to,” Jensen assured him, imagining Jared’s cock pushing into him, splitting him in two. God, he wanted it so much, had wanted it since they’d met all those years ago, back when Jared had been a skinny innocent kid with curly hair and a blinding smile.
Jared pressed one finger inside Jensen, the pressure of it sweet but not enough. “More,” Jensen breathed, raggedly.
Jared hushed him quiet, pushing second finger in. “Want it bad, huh?”
“Yeah,” Jensen admitted, pushing back on Jared’s fingers, trying to make them hit his prostate.
“Hold still,” Jared mumbled and twisted his fingers inside Jensen, making the angle better.
Jensen moaned. “Come on, man, I can take it.”
Jared hummed, fucking him with his fingers slowly, eyes locked with Jensen's. “Had a lot of practice? Yeah?”
Jensen threw his head back on the pillows, grunting out a low, “Jealous much?”
Jared shot him a glance. “I am, actually,” he replied and finally pulled his fingers free, leaving Jensen aching, needing Jared to fuck him, fill him up.
“You don’t need to be,” Jensen said between breaths. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Jared, come on, fuck me.”
“Well that’s good, because from now on, no one else is touching you. You’re mine.” Jared started to push his cock inside of Jensen slowly, carefully, kissing Jensen’s neck.
“Come on, come on,” Jensen panted incoherently, grabbing Jared’s shoulders. “Feels so, oh my God.” Jensen’s cock was achingly hard again, leaking pre-come between them. Once Jared was all the way in Jensen, he grabbed Jensen’s cock in his hand and asked him if he was alright.
“Come on,” Jensen mumbled desperately. “I am not going to break.”
“You’d better not to,” Jared mumbled back, kissing him on the lips chastely. He straightened up, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back into Jensen with force, stroking Jensen’s cock in the same rhythm he was fucking him.
Jensen felt like he was going to die. Jared was huge inside him and somehow he managed to hit his prostate with each stroke, his huge hand palming Jensen’s dick at the same time. Jensen was making loud noises from the back of his throat but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
“You’re so fucking hot and tight, Jensen,” Jared mumbled over him, “so fucking beautiful, all sweaty and blushed. Look at me.”
Jensen opened his eyes, watching as Jared moved above him, his hand working on Jensen’s cock.
“I love knowing I can make you look so desperate to come,” Jared said. “I love the noises you make. Such slutty noises, Jensen, I didn’t think you would, but I love it.”
Jensen groaned, biting his lower lip. “I’m going to -“
“You gonna come for me? You going to do that, me buried deep inside of you? You gonna fall apart around me?” Jared's voice was the hottest thing Jensen had ever heard, the possessive tone in it clearly audible.
“Oh my God,” Jensen let out, fighting to keep his eyes open; he wanted to see Jared when…
“Do it, Jen.”
The orgasm hit him hard, almost blinding him, spurts of come spreading all over both of their bodies. It felt like the most intense orgasm he’d ever had, coming over him in waves of releasing pleasure.
Jared followed him soon after, giving out a broken moan and shooting inside of Jensen, flopping down over him. Jensen kissed him as soon as he’d recovered enough from his own orgasm, burying his hands in Jared’s hair and mumbling sweet nonsense in his ear. He was pretty sure he could get away with telling Jared how beautiful he was now.
That’s what he meant to say, you’re so beautiful. What came out instead was, “I love you.”
The moment froze between them, neither of the men moving. Jensen didn’t even dare to breathe. That had got to be the worst possible timing for a Freudian slip in the history of ever, he thought, panicking slightly.
Jared rose up on his elbows, looking down at Jensen with unreadable expression. Jensen swallowed. He wasn’t used to not being able to tell exactly what Jared was thinking, and he certainly didn’t like the feeling.
“Did you mean that?” Jared asked eventually, a little unsurely.
“I don’t know. Would you like me to mean that?”
Jared grinned softly, slipping out of Jensen carefully and sinking back on the bed, right beside Jensen. “I asked you first.”
Jensen huffed, elbowing Jared. He was silent for a few moments, in the loss of words. After all things he would say next would change everything.
“I meant it,” Jensen admitted finally, not meeting Jared’s eyes. Awkwardly, he shifted so their bodies weren’t touching.
Jared spoke silently. “You meant it,” he said, something like wonder in his voice. Jensen didn’t know what to make of that.
“Yeah,” he said, snorting at the naivety of the situation.
“I love you, too.” Jared replied, turning Jensen’s head so their noses were touching. Jared smirked and kissed Jensen’s mouth softly. “I love you so much, you idiot.”
Jensen’s heart fluttered. “It’s like we’re trapped in a cheesy romance novel,” he pointed out and couldn’t help a smile from spreading on his face.
“It’s you and your stupid, orgasmic confessions, darling,” Jared joked and pulled Jensen in for a hug. “You feel so good.”
“You didn’t say that once while you were fucking me but now that you’re hugging me, I feel so good?”
“Why do you think I hug you so much?” Jared said and Jensen could feel him smirking against his neck.
“Because you’re weird that way?” Jensen offered.
“Because you smell so good.”
Jensen snorted, moving his hand on Jared’s ass and giving it a squeeze. Jared responded by tickling Jensen’s sides.
Jensen yelped. “That was so not fair!”
“You loooooooove me,” Jared teased, tickling him all over, everywhere he could reach. Jensen was squirming under him, laughing and just slightly grossed out when he noticed his come was starting to dry on both of their bodies.
“Ew, man, we’re gross.” Jensen said when Jared let him catch a breath.
“You’re gross,” Jared mumbled, tickling Jensen once again.
“Am not.”
“Are too,” Jared was smirking widely.
“Am not. I’m so beautiful I don’t even realize it.” Jensen pointed out, making air quotes and smiling smugly.
“Well that’s only true,” Jared shrugged and sat on the bed, looking down at the mess that was Jensen covered in come, lube and sweat. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
Jensen rolled his eyes. “You’re such a girl.”
Jared shrugged, standing up and offering Jensen a hand. “Shower?”
“Yes please,” Jensen replied. “Gotta get cleaned up so we can cuddle properly.” Jensen’s voice was sarcastic, but really he was asking a question. Where do we go from here?
Jared understood him, just like Jensen had known he would. “Totally,” he replied, not missing a beat. “Let’s take the spooning over to my bed though; your sheets are pretty gross right now.”
Jensen smiled. He’d got his answer.
Don’t worry. We’re going to be just fine.
Comments and critic are welcomed and loved! ♥
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~ 3 700
Summary: Total schoomp! (Pretty porny schoomp, though.) What happens when Jared catches Jensen jerking off?
Warnings: No warnings besides the porn. It's a happy fic!
Disclaimer: This is not real. No harm intended, no profit made. As far as I know, Jared does not jump on Jensen and fuck him blind even if he says Jensen's ass is pretty.
After years of practically living in each other’s pockets, Jensen had grown pretty good at ignoring stuff like Jared’s warm hand resting right above his knee. So really, Jensen’s stomach shouldn’t have been flipping over when in the car trip home after fourteen hours of shooting Jared pulled him in for a hug and after that left his warm, huge hand on Jensen’s thigh.
Jensen guessed he was more vulnerable when he was tired. Also it had been a week since his last orgasm, while Jared had been getting groceries, so maybe it wasn’t such a miracle Jensen was slowly getting hornier and hornier. Living with Jared was a blast, but the lack of privacy really made some things harder to take care of.
Jensen let his mind wander in attempt to shake off the arousal Jared’s closeness was causing him to feel. They had run out of milk, so Jensen had sent Jared to buy some, claiming that it was his idea to make the damn waffles in the first place and if he really thought Jensen was going to make those for him he really shouldn’t whine about it.
Jensen had to lock the dogs to Jared’s bedroom while he jerked off. He couldn’t do it while they were watching. They seemed to have superpowers anyway and Jensen didn’t think it was impossible they could tell Jared just exactly what Jensen had been doing while he'd been gone.
“Jensen?” Jared asked suddenly, nudging him slightly with his elbow. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just tired,” Jensen replied shortly, rubbing his hand over his face. He wasn’t lying, he really was tired. “I’m starving,” he added.
“Me too, we should really go pick up something to eat, I don’t think anything we have in the fridge is actually edible.”
Jensen saw his chance. “You should go get us something to eat. Please? I’ll cook you something next weekend.”
Jared smiled something like amusement in his expression. “Okay.”
-x-
Later when the door closed after Jared, Jensen sank on the couch, sighing. He didn’t want to waste any time so he opened his jeans and pulled his already half-hard dick free, giving it a couple of lazy tugs. He felt a bit out of mood, finding it hard to concentrate on any of his usual fantasies. Knowing perfectly well that was because his usual fantasies didn’t include Jared, Jensen tried harder to imagine a hot, faceless guy making him swallow his dick.
It didn’t work. Instead it was Jared’s body in front of him, Jared’s hands cupping the back of Jensen’s head, feeding Jensen his cock. Yeah, just like that, so desperate for it, so fucking needy.
Jensen rubbed up and down the length of his cock, slicking it with pre-come. He felt his breath get heavier at the thought of Jared doing those filthy things to him. God, he wanted to suck Jared’s cock so bad. He moved the hand that had been playing with his nipples to rub over his lips, sucking two fingers in hungrily, imagining it was Jared’s dick in his mouth, hard and hot.
Jensen closed his eyes, breathing through his nose, now three fingers in his mouth stretching it wide, just like Jared’s dick would. With his other hand Jensen moved his thumb over the head of his leaking cock, moaning around his own fingers.
Feeling it was too much, too soon, Jensen pulled his fingers free with a wet noise. “Oh God,” he moaned, feeling his cheeks go hot and his heart beat fast in his chest, jerking his cock with faster movements. Yeah, like that, come for me Jensen, Jared was saying in his head, grinning smugly, licking his tongue over his lips.
Jensen imagined it was Jared’s hand on his dick instead of his own, making himself gasp with sensation. He moaned out something incoherent from the back of his throat without really meaning to. “Nngh.”
He was close, so needy after a week of no chance of this kind of release whatsoever that he was going to come only after a few minutes of touching himself. Imagining Jared over him, fucking him, Jensen felt like he was going to lose it any second now.
That was when Jensen heard the front door of the house opening. His heart skipped a few beats. Too far gone to stop now, Jensen hoped panic settling in his belly that Jared wouldn’t open the living-room door. Jerking himself off frantically Jensen bit his lower lip forcefully to prevent any sound from escaping his mouth.
“Jensen?” Jared shouted from the kitchen, and Jensen jumped in his seat. His legs felt shaky and his face was sweaty. Not to mention his dick that was aching with the desire to come. “Have you seen my wallet?”
Jared opened the door to living room and looked at Jensen questioningly, before realization dawned over him. Jensen watched as Jared’s mouth fell open when he saw Jensen, his dick hard in his hand, cheeks flushed. “Holy shit Jen,” Jared mumbled breathlessly, eyes wide open.
Jensen tried to tell Jared to get the fuck out, but all he could muster was a raspy, “Jared.”
Before Jensen could tell what was happening, Jared closed in on him and sat next to him on the couch, reaching for Jensen’s dick.
“Jared,” Jensen said again, trying to make it sound like no but letting out a desperate moan instead.
“Shh,” Jared hushed him, detaching Jensen’s hand from his dick and replacing it with his own. “You are so beautiful like this,” Jared said, his voice breathless and low, sinful. “Just like I always imagined you would be, your cheeks red and eyelashes fluttering, oh my God.”
Jensen grabbed Jared’s collar with both hands, hanging onto him, pulling him close and pushing him away at the same time. He was desperate to come but he felt shameful. Jared shouldn't be seeing this, he thought mind racing.
“Come for me, baby, you’re so close,” Jared mumbled hotly to Jensen’s ear, cupping Jensen’s face with his other hand. "And relax, Jen, just relax."
Jensen couldn’t help the stupid noises he was making. The moment was surreal, this couldn’t be happening, “Jared, Jared, I -“
“Come for me, Jensen.” Jared said once more and Jensen felt the muscles in his lower stomach tense and release, the waves of his orgasm hitting him forcefully. Jared rubbed him through it, holding Jensen close to his clothed body.
Jensen came down panting, trying to wrap his head around what had just happened. Jared had jerked him off. Jared had caught him jerking off and -
“Jensen, open your eyes,” Jared’s warm voice said right next to him. Jensen obeyed, meeting Jared’s eyes and trying to find hints of disgust or hate there. Jared’s eyes were searching and unsure, but he didn’t look grossed out and Jensen let out a sigh of relief.
He looked away, desperately trying to get his thoughts together. “What just happened?” he whispered to the silence between them. He heard Jared swallow.
“I’m sorry,” Jared said quietly, moving away from Jensen to the other end of the couch.
Jensen shook his head. “Don’t be,” he said and tried to catch Jared’s eye, to tell him it was okay. It was more than okay, obviously, as far as Jensen was concerned. He wondered what could have made Jared do what he did. Maybe he’d thought Jensen wanted him to and now he was freaking out after thinking he would just make Jensen a favor. That sounded like Jared, thinking everyone else before himself. Jensen felt something clench in his chest. “You didn’t have to,” he said softly.
“I know,” Jared said and finally met Jensen’s eyes. “I wanted to.”
Jensen raised his eyebrows, surprised. If he was expecting something, this certainly wasn’t it.
“You wanted to?” Jensen encouraged Jared to go on carefully, feeling dizzy and awkward in his skin.
Jared just watched him for a second, smiling sadly. “Yes, I wanted to. I’ve wanted that - you - for a long time. And I’m so sorry. This was not how I wanted you to find out.”
Jensen shook his head, moving closer to Jared, cupping his head in his hands, waiting him to say no. When Jared just blinked, confusion written all over his pretty face, Jensen leaned in and kissed him.
It took a moment for Jared to catch up with what was happening, but then he groaned into Jensen’s mouth and kissed him back hungrily, slipping his tongue into Jensen’s mouth, warm and tentative. Jensen rubbed his hands up and down Jared’s back, feeling his own dick twitch again.
“Jen,” Jared said between kissing Jensen and biting softly at the older man’s lower lip, “are you sure?”
Jensen just kissed Jared deeply, burying his hands into Jared’s long hair, pulling him closer. After a few moments of kissing Jensen moved his right hand between them and cupped Jared’s dick through his jeans.
“Oh,” he let out, feeling the hard length of Jared under his fingers. Jared’s cock was huge and Jensen’s mouth watered at the very thought of it.
“Get me off,” Jared mumbled, biting at Jensen’s neck and placing hot kisses there, marking him up. Jensen undid Jared’s belt with shaky hands and opened his zipper, wrapping his hand around Jared’s cock.
Jared moaned when Jensen pulled away from him, dropping onto his knees on the cold tile floor. Jensen soaked his lips with his tongue and saw how Jared’s eyes tracked the movement intently. He grinned.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time,” he said lowly and kissed the head of Jared’s cock, Jared’s pre-come slicking his lips.
“Oh my God, Jensen,” Jared moaned above him, “so hot, you don’t even know.”
Jensen grinned against Jared’s cock, licking wet stripes over the length of it. Jared bucked his hips up desperately.
“Quit teasing me, Ackles,” he said, almost growling, grabbing the back of Jensen’s head with his left hand and pressing it back against his cock. “Take it, Jen.”
Jensen cocked up one eyebrow and sucked the head of Jared’s cock, wrapping his hand around the base of it, squeezing lightly and smiling when he heard Jared gasp. Jared’s hand was a steady pressure in Jensen’s neck, not quite forcing but encouraging him to swallow Jared’s cock further down.
“Come on, man,” Jared said lowly, “open up for me.”
Jensen did. Locking his eyes with Jared’s, never once looking away, Jensen swallowed Jared's cock as far as he could manage, wrapping his palm around the rest of Jared’s beautiful dick.
“Oh, so pretty, so goddamn beautiful, my cock stretching your mouth wide, and your eyes, Jensen,” Jared was talking, clearly unable to stop himself, and Jensen felt his own cock getting harder. Jared’s cock hit the back of his throat and Jensen gagged slightly, but didn’t pull away. His eyes watered but he didn’t look away from Jared’s face.
Jared’s hands were holding Jensen’s head in place as Jared started fucking into Jensen’s mouth with slow thrusts. Jensen let him, moaning around Jared’s dick, focusing on Jared’s flushed face to keep from gagging. Working his tongue under the length of Jared’s cock Jensen cupped his balls, making Jared buck forwards unintentionally.
“So good, Jensen, your lips, oh,” Jared said under his breath, every word making Jensen more enthusiastic to try and swallow him all the way down.
After a few moments when Jared’s breathing turned shallow Jensen pulled away with a soft noise, getting up on his feet and kissing Jared’s mouth hungrily. Jared curled his hand around his own dick, desperate to come, but Jensen pulled it away.
“Jared,” he said, his lips touching Jared’s when he spoke, “I want you to…”
“You sure?” Jared asked before Jensen could finish the sentence.
“Yes,” Jensen breathed and pulled Jared’s shirt off over his shoulders. Jared kicked his jeans over his feet. Jensen smirked, pinching one of Jared’s nipples between his forefinger and thumb and soon replacing them with his mouth, licking and sucking over the younger man’s chest, marking him.
Jared pulled Jensen to sit on his lap but Jensen shook his head. “Lube,” he explained and smiled. “Don’t touch yourself.”
“You’d better hurry,” Jared hollered after him as Jensen searched for the bottle. Finding it from his stack of socks Jensen shook his head in amusement and sprinted back to the living room, finding Jared stretched out on the sofa, watching Jensen with heated expression.
“You have no idea how hot you are,” Jared said and bit his lower lip between his teeth.
Jensen scoffed. “Right back at you.”
“I know how hot I am,” Jared said. “You, on the other hand, have no idea.”
Jensen blushed. His skin felt too tight on him and he handed Jared the bottle of lube, wishing he’d drop the subject. It wasn’t like Jensen had serious low self esteem issues.
“Fuck me,” Jensen replied after a few moments of meaningful gazing.
Jared stood up. “Bedroom?”
Jensen smiled. “Bedroom.”
He turned around to walk ahead, when Jared lifted him up, giggling.
“Put me down!” Jensen yelped, curling his arms around Jared’s shoulders instinctively. Jared just laughed, carrying him towards the bedroom, calling him the girl of their relationship. Jensen’s belly flipped at the mention of ‘relationship’.
“So this is?” he asked quietly before could think better of it. He wanted to slap himself when Jared stopped and put Jensen down, turning him so they were face to face.
Jared watched him silently for a few seconds. “Do you want it to be?”
Jensen shrugged. “I asked you first.”
A hint of smile appeared to Jared’s face. “I know I’d like it to be,” he replied slowly, studying Jensen’s face.
“Me too,” Jensen said, a bit too quickly for his own liking. Jared rewarded him with a blinding smile and a hot kiss.
They made their way to Jensen’s bedroom - since it was closer - kissing and touching each other everywhere. Jensen giggled when Jared touched his sides lightly and Jared teased him ruthlessly about it. "You're ticklish! Jenny is ticklish!"
Jensen felt turned on and happy. Doing this with Jared didn’t feel weird at all. After everything they’d been through together this was just another thing they could share. It felt only natural, and safe, because no matter what Jensen knew he could always count on Jared.
“This feels right,” Jensen said, partly because he wanted Jared to know how he felt and partly because he wanted him to agree. Not quite meeting Jared’s eyes Jensen studied his body language, feeling a rush of relief wash through him as he saw Jared smiling brightly at him.
“I know!” Jared beamed, flailing a little with his oh-so-muscular arms. He looked ridiculous, and in that moment Jensen felt so fond of him. Jensen laughed and nodded, sitting on the side of the bed, inviting Jared in.
“Okay,” Jared said, flopping down on the bed, “how do you want to do this?”
“I want to see you,” Jensen said lowly, rolling on the bed so he was on his back next to Jared, his cock hanging hard between his legs.
Jared nodded and swallowed, wrapping his hand around Jensen’s cock, reaching for the bottle of lube with his other hand. Jensen breathed heavily, watching as Jared slicked his fingers with the lube carefully.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jared said silently, grabbing Jensen’s balls once before circling two fingers around his hole.
“You’re not going to,” Jensen assured him, imagining Jared’s cock pushing into him, splitting him in two. God, he wanted it so much, had wanted it since they’d met all those years ago, back when Jared had been a skinny innocent kid with curly hair and a blinding smile.
Jared pressed one finger inside Jensen, the pressure of it sweet but not enough. “More,” Jensen breathed, raggedly.
Jared hushed him quiet, pushing second finger in. “Want it bad, huh?”
“Yeah,” Jensen admitted, pushing back on Jared’s fingers, trying to make them hit his prostate.
“Hold still,” Jared mumbled and twisted his fingers inside Jensen, making the angle better.
Jensen moaned. “Come on, man, I can take it.”
Jared hummed, fucking him with his fingers slowly, eyes locked with Jensen's. “Had a lot of practice? Yeah?”
Jensen threw his head back on the pillows, grunting out a low, “Jealous much?”
Jared shot him a glance. “I am, actually,” he replied and finally pulled his fingers free, leaving Jensen aching, needing Jared to fuck him, fill him up.
“You don’t need to be,” Jensen said between breaths. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Jared, come on, fuck me.”
“Well that’s good, because from now on, no one else is touching you. You’re mine.” Jared started to push his cock inside of Jensen slowly, carefully, kissing Jensen’s neck.
“Come on, come on,” Jensen panted incoherently, grabbing Jared’s shoulders. “Feels so, oh my God.” Jensen’s cock was achingly hard again, leaking pre-come between them. Once Jared was all the way in Jensen, he grabbed Jensen’s cock in his hand and asked him if he was alright.
“Come on,” Jensen mumbled desperately. “I am not going to break.”
“You’d better not to,” Jared mumbled back, kissing him on the lips chastely. He straightened up, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming back into Jensen with force, stroking Jensen’s cock in the same rhythm he was fucking him.
Jensen felt like he was going to die. Jared was huge inside him and somehow he managed to hit his prostate with each stroke, his huge hand palming Jensen’s dick at the same time. Jensen was making loud noises from the back of his throat but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
“You’re so fucking hot and tight, Jensen,” Jared mumbled over him, “so fucking beautiful, all sweaty and blushed. Look at me.”
Jensen opened his eyes, watching as Jared moved above him, his hand working on Jensen’s cock.
“I love knowing I can make you look so desperate to come,” Jared said. “I love the noises you make. Such slutty noises, Jensen, I didn’t think you would, but I love it.”
Jensen groaned, biting his lower lip. “I’m going to -“
“You gonna come for me? You going to do that, me buried deep inside of you? You gonna fall apart around me?” Jared's voice was the hottest thing Jensen had ever heard, the possessive tone in it clearly audible.
“Oh my God,” Jensen let out, fighting to keep his eyes open; he wanted to see Jared when…
“Do it, Jen.”
The orgasm hit him hard, almost blinding him, spurts of come spreading all over both of their bodies. It felt like the most intense orgasm he’d ever had, coming over him in waves of releasing pleasure.
Jared followed him soon after, giving out a broken moan and shooting inside of Jensen, flopping down over him. Jensen kissed him as soon as he’d recovered enough from his own orgasm, burying his hands in Jared’s hair and mumbling sweet nonsense in his ear. He was pretty sure he could get away with telling Jared how beautiful he was now.
That’s what he meant to say, you’re so beautiful. What came out instead was, “I love you.”
The moment froze between them, neither of the men moving. Jensen didn’t even dare to breathe. That had got to be the worst possible timing for a Freudian slip in the history of ever, he thought, panicking slightly.
Jared rose up on his elbows, looking down at Jensen with unreadable expression. Jensen swallowed. He wasn’t used to not being able to tell exactly what Jared was thinking, and he certainly didn’t like the feeling.
“Did you mean that?” Jared asked eventually, a little unsurely.
“I don’t know. Would you like me to mean that?”
Jared grinned softly, slipping out of Jensen carefully and sinking back on the bed, right beside Jensen. “I asked you first.”
Jensen huffed, elbowing Jared. He was silent for a few moments, in the loss of words. After all things he would say next would change everything.
“I meant it,” Jensen admitted finally, not meeting Jared’s eyes. Awkwardly, he shifted so their bodies weren’t touching.
Jared spoke silently. “You meant it,” he said, something like wonder in his voice. Jensen didn’t know what to make of that.
“Yeah,” he said, snorting at the naivety of the situation.
“I love you, too.” Jared replied, turning Jensen’s head so their noses were touching. Jared smirked and kissed Jensen’s mouth softly. “I love you so much, you idiot.”
Jensen’s heart fluttered. “It’s like we’re trapped in a cheesy romance novel,” he pointed out and couldn’t help a smile from spreading on his face.
“It’s you and your stupid, orgasmic confessions, darling,” Jared joked and pulled Jensen in for a hug. “You feel so good.”
“You didn’t say that once while you were fucking me but now that you’re hugging me, I feel so good?”
“Why do you think I hug you so much?” Jared said and Jensen could feel him smirking against his neck.
“Because you’re weird that way?” Jensen offered.
“Because you smell so good.”
Jensen snorted, moving his hand on Jared’s ass and giving it a squeeze. Jared responded by tickling Jensen’s sides.
Jensen yelped. “That was so not fair!”
“You loooooooove me,” Jared teased, tickling him all over, everywhere he could reach. Jensen was squirming under him, laughing and just slightly grossed out when he noticed his come was starting to dry on both of their bodies.
“Ew, man, we’re gross.” Jensen said when Jared let him catch a breath.
“You’re gross,” Jared mumbled, tickling Jensen once again.
“Am not.”
“Are too,” Jared was smirking widely.
“Am not. I’m so beautiful I don’t even realize it.” Jensen pointed out, making air quotes and smiling smugly.
“Well that’s only true,” Jared shrugged and sat on the bed, looking down at the mess that was Jensen covered in come, lube and sweat. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
Jensen rolled his eyes. “You’re such a girl.”
Jared shrugged, standing up and offering Jensen a hand. “Shower?”
“Yes please,” Jensen replied. “Gotta get cleaned up so we can cuddle properly.” Jensen’s voice was sarcastic, but really he was asking a question. Where do we go from here?
Jared understood him, just like Jensen had known he would. “Totally,” he replied, not missing a beat. “Let’s take the spooning over to my bed though; your sheets are pretty gross right now.”
Jensen smiled. He’d got his answer.
Don’t worry. We’re going to be just fine.
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